What made the house such a magnet wasn’t just the almost tangible Torah in its air. It was the open hearts of Rav Chaim and Rebbetzin Batsheva
There is no telephone. No computer. In this house, no electric lights are used on Shabbos, only kerosene lamps.
There is no living room — only a seforim room, as Rebbetzin Batsheva Kanievsky would proudly state. Just about every bit of wall space in the main room is occupied by floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. A small aron kodesh stands next to the bookshelves and a utilitarian shtender near the table.
There is no dining room set here. Stackable plastic chairs are arranged around a plain wooden table.
There’s no island in the spare, neat kitchen. There isn’t even a proper stove. There are tiny patches of counter space aside each small sink and a small two-pot burner.
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